There are some things you can always rely on at a Lucy McCormick show: she’ll make you laugh (a lot), she’ll put her strong song and dance skills to good use, she’ll have something to say about art and politics that’s worth listening to, and at some point items will be inserted, or pulled out of, her vagina. Tick, tick, tick, tick. Oh, and by the finale, there’ll be a whole heap of mess to clear up; only this time, it’s not just the venue staff who need to roll up their sleeves. 

The show’s title is misleading: Lucy doesn’t have any friends. We’re her friends and we’re very much all in it together. McCormick never picks on people or makes them feel awkward, but audience participation is a core component here. In among the semi-shocking, cluttered and often hilarious vignettes she creates, however, McCormick also fosters a genuine sense of community with her audience.

If you’ve never seen her perform before, prepare to stumble into a world (and mind) that’s chaotic and brilliant. If you have, you’ve only got yourself to blame when you once again find yourself thinking, ‘no, she’s not really going to do that, is she?’ Yes, she is. 

Lucy And Friends, Pleasance Courtyard, until 23 August, 5.20pm.